"I thought about it, you definitely don't want to let you wear a short style now, after all, the relationship between the two of us hasn't progressed to that point, right? So let's just wear this one, don't wear it too much in front of me!" Ye Wentian put his hands behind his head and looked at Monica wrapped in a bath towel with a smile, and the wet blonde hair on his face was extremely tempting.

"Is there anything more excessive? You're a bastard, there's no way a bastard can change sex!" Monica gritted her teeth, but she couldn't do anything about him, so she could only hold on to the bath towel on her body and scream.

Ye Wentian sighed: "Of course there are more excessive, but I won't do it!Do you remember what I said? After this trial, I can treat the three-year contract as not existing, and after meeting Feiyue with me tomorrow, you can leave here to get free and return to Silver Dragon City." ”

Hearing Ye Wentian say this, Monica was stunned, she recalled that there was really such a play, and also recalled the scene when she used the Silver Dragon Secret Technique to fuse with him, and her expression became extremely complicated for a while.

"Do you know what that Silver Dragon Clan's secret technique of fusion represents?" Monica looked at Ye Wentian with a complicated look in her eyes.

Ye Wentian shook his head: "I don't know, but don't sue me now, lest we both be embarrassed, you originally wanted to kill me, but then you helped me." After tonight, the grievances between the two of us should be gone. If you stop hating me, we can start as friends again. ”

Monica swallowed back the words that slipped into her mouth, and she found that her feelings for Ye Wentian were extremely complicated, and her hatred was mixed with all kinds of complicated feelings, in short, it was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle.

"Why don't you hate, I hate you to death!You bastard, it's clear that you've been taking advantage of me since we first met, and now you won't let me go when you leave!" Monica glared at Ye Wentian.

"You're not reluctant to leave, are you?" asked Ye Wentian with a smile.

"Get out, who would be reluctant, but you wait, when the contract time is over, I will settle accounts with you with interest!" Monica tried her best to maintain her momentum and not let her true thoughts come out.

Ye Wentian said, "Okay, I will definitely wash it and wait for you, haha." But one yard to one yard, since you are about to say goodbye, don't you really want to wear it for me once? ”

"Hmph, wear it, wear it, whoever is afraid of whom!" Monica also simply let go, anyway, what should be seen and what should not be seen has long been seen, and what should not be touched has already been touched by this bastard, not bad this time.

Ye Wentian blinked his eyes and asked, "What?"

Two red clouds appeared on Monica's face and she said, "Nonsense, do you want me to wear a maid outfit directly?

"Oh, here you go!" Ye Wen Tianden was stunned, secretly confessing that he was negligent, and hurriedly took out a set of thin underwear and handed it over.

Monica took it, held it in the palm of her hand and took a sip with a red face, as soon as she let go of her hand, the bath towel on her body slid down, and Ye Mantian's eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing each other frankly, Monica's whole body trembled slightly, standing in front of Ye Wentian, and began to dress one by one, and the breathing of both of them began to accelerate and be chaotic......

The three-minute process seemed to have passed a thousand years, and the atmosphere in the room became a little strange, and neither of them dared to look at each other, for fear of sparking a deadly spark.

Monica changed into a maid costume and stood pretty, with the belt on her head and lace over the midline of her thighs, which added a bit of cuteness to the mighty silver dragon goddess of war. Coupled with white pantyhose and black high heels, she is more and more slender and beautiful.

Monica looked herself left and right, and she was quite satisfied, she looked good in everything she wore with a good figure!

"How's it going, is it pretty?" Monica didn't look up, and she didn't dare to look directly into Ye Wentian's eyes, looking a little embarrassed.

"Excellent, I can guarantee you are the best maid in the world!" Ye Wentian stretched out his thumb and praised it with the most flowery rhetoric without hesitation.

Monica secretly rejoiced in her heart, no matter how beautiful the flower is, someone must be admired to highlight the beauty, although she is extremely proud of her appearance, but it is of extraordinary significance to be praised by the opposite sex.

"It's a little tight!" Monica tugged at the lace on her chest.

"You can only blame yourself, come and call the master to listen. Ye Wentian laughed.

Monica gave him a blank look: "Think beautiful, dream about it!" After speaking, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and began to pose in various ways, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, but he didn't expect that the clothes that he had refused in every way would have such an effect on his body.

"Hey, I said narcissist, it's late at night, shouldn't we sleep?" Ye Wentian said with a wicked smile.

Monica didn't feel sleepy at all, she enjoyed herself in front of the mirror for ten minutes, and then asked for a silver evening dress, a mesh suspender stockings and a classical palace dress from Ye Wentian. Anyway, the first one was changed in front of the bastard, and Monica simply stopped being restrained and changed her clothes one by one in front of the mirror to admire.

In this regard, Ip Mantian was naturally very happy, and the True Eye dutifully preserved everything in his memory.

In the end, after tossing and turning until three o'clock in the middle of the night, Monica tried on all kinds of clothes before finally getting tired and going to bed. She took off the palace clothes on her body, and only wore a thin three-point style and got into the bed.

"It's a boundary, you can't cross it and hear it!" Monica reached out and drew a virtual line between the bed, threatening with a warning look.

"Okay, I promise not to take the initiative to cross the line, but what if you don't sleep honestly by yourself?" Ye Wentian said with a smile while lying on the other side.

"Fuck off, I'm going to sleep honestly, I'm afraid you're not honest when you sleep!" Monica was eager to punch him to vent her anger, this bastard always provoked her anger.

Ye Wentian yawned, turned over and buried his head in the pillow: "Sleep, good night." ”

Monica blinked, she didn't expect this guy to really sleep honestly. After a while, she also felt tiredness, her eyelids began to become heavy, and she finally shrunk back and fell asleep completely.

When the morning sun shone in through the window, Monica opened her eyes lazily, and then her first reaction was to lift the quilt and look at herself, and then let out a long breath and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"What, don't you think I'm inferior to a beast?" Ye Man got up early in the morning, and was leaning against the door of the bedroom with breakfast and looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Die, I hate you!" Monica gritted her teeth and crawled out of the bed and plunged into the bathroom, which made the second monk of Ip Man scratch her head.

"It's strange, how did I provoke her again?" Ye Wentian shook his head and ate to himself.

Monica was bathed in warm water, her heart was beating faster and her body was sore, and only she knew what kind of dream she had last night, full of shadows of that damn bastard.

"Bastard bastard, bastard!" Monica shook her head as she clutched her head, throwing all the remaining dreams out of her mind.

Ye Wentian heard all kinds of self-talk coming from the bathroom outside, and raised his voice in confusion: "Hurry up, if you are late, Feiyue will definitely kill us!"

"Get out!" a scream came from the bathroom.